Chapter 9: Xiangyang in a dream
"Little Lord Jia, you can be regarded as here. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info" Li Ronggui glanced at the Qinzheng Palace, "The emperor is angry, you go in and serve, and keep an eye on it." β
Su Wanqing bowed slightly, "Thank you for the reminder." β
Li Ronggui raised his hand to wipe his sweat with his sleeve, bent down in front and led Su Wanqing into the hall. As soon as he walked outside the Linghua lattice window, he heard Yu Wenche angrily slam the tea cup on the ground.
Su Wanqing took a deep breath, moved the bead curtain and walked in, who knew that Yu Wenche roared angrily, "Dog slave, who is allowed to come in?!" β
"Your Majesty... It's a concubine..."
Yu Wenche raised his head, and when he saw Su Wanqing standing not far away like a frightened rabbit, the anger in his heart had dissipated for seven or eight points. He stepped down from his throne, "You're here?" Did I scare you? β
Su Wanqing shook his head and said, "No." It's just that the anger hurts the body, and the emperor should take care of the holy bow. β
When the emperor heard that she cared about herself, he became more and more useful, and took her hand and said, "I know that my heart is not happy today, and when I think of seeing Wanwan, my mood may improve." β
Su Wanqing obediently knelt on the foot of the kang in the south window, waited for him to take off his shoes, stretched out his hand to massage his legs, "Concubine is brave, I don't know why the emperor is worried?" β
The emperor lazily leaned on the autumn fragrance color pillow, raised his hand and said tiredly, "Don't mention it." β
Su Wanqing didn't dare to ask any more, just buried his head in kneading his strong legs. This escort made her extremely depressed, and she really felt that "a companion is like a tiger", she didn't dare to say anything, and observed her eyes everywhere. When she got out of the Qianqing Palace, the big stone in her heart fell.
The night was dark, and a few jewel-like stars twinkled in the distant sky. The night breeze blows and hits the face, which is very refreshing and comfortable.
"Yuying, did you just ask why the emperor was angry?"
Yu Ying supported her and said in a low voice, "I heard the eunuch who served the study room say that it was Mrs. Zhou who went to the Tao and said that he wanted to give Kehou an official position." β
"Kehou? Who is he? β
"Back to the little master, Marquis Ke is the adopted son of the Queen Mother, and Mrs. Zhou is the younger brother of the Queen Mother, and he has not asked about political affairs for many years. At this time, he suddenly asked the emperor to seal the post for the marquis, but I was afraid that the court would be uneasy again. β
Su Wanqing's brows furrowed into a pimple, it seems that this Great Xia court is really interesting. First of all, there is no owner in the harem, and there is only one princess in the emperor's reign for many years, and now it seems that the relationship between the queen mother and the emperor is not very good!
When he returned to Fuchen Palace, Su Wanqing was worried and didn't use his dinner, so he passed some snacks. When he was using the incense, the painting qin suddenly walked in mysteriously, and sent all the palace people who were waiting to go out.
"The news that the little master asked the slave and maid to investigate already has an eyebrow." Huaqin lowered his voice, "The man who played the flute that day was the adopted son of the Queen Mother. β
Su Wanqing was taken aback, and the dim sum in his hand fell to the ground, "Kehou? He's Kehou! β
"Everyone in the palace knows that the emperor hates Kehou, but the queen mother loves Kehou, so there are many contradictions between the queen mother and the emperor."
Su Wanqing suddenly felt that this Kehou was not such a simple character, and he could make his mother and son stiffen like this. But when I saw him that day, he was like a down-and-out shabby scholar, his eyes were dull, and he really didn't look like a scheming person.
"Painting the qin, let's take a closer look at Kehou, even if it is the adopted son of the Queen Mother, it should have his own home, I want to know his origin."
This night, Su Wan slept very unsteadily, probably because he had seen the emperor's angry appearance, and he was a little worried about his future. She knew more and more clearly that in this palace, she had to be cautious, and if she took a wrong step, what awaited her might be hell.
The next day, Su Wanqing kept his promise and went to Changchun Palace to meet Concubine Shu. The courtyard of Changchun Palace is not large, but it is full of vitality because of the existence of Princess Wei Wan. The laughter of children echoes in the courtyard, which makes people feel very comfortable.
Yuan Liangdi led Wei Wan to make a flower silk, and as soon as Wei Wan saw Su Wanqing, he pounced, "Little Master Jia is here!" β
"Princess Wan'an, can you be good today? Where's your mother? β
Wei Wan straightened his small body, hid his little hands behind his back and said, "The mother concubine is a little tired, so she is resting in the house." I'm making the flower silk on my head with the little lord of Yuan, little lord Jia, you come with us! β
Su Wanqing touched her head and said, "I'm going to see your mother first, and I'll come to make silk with the princess later." β
Wei Wan nodded sensibly with Concubine Shu's peaceful temperament, and ran back to Yuan Liangdi's side. And Su Wanqing just bowed her head at Yuan Xingying, and she understood.
Su Wanqing stepped into the palace and was about to say hello to Concubine Shu, when she heard Concubine Shu say, "My sister is here?" Don't be polite, how about you come to see my embroidered bedclothes? β
Wan Qing followed his words and carefully took over the bedclothes, the things that were originally used for personal use were made of high-grade silk threads, and the silky fabric was very comfortable. And the dragon embroidery on the bright yellow bedrobe is exquisite and lifelike, which is indeed only enjoyed by the emperor.
"Sister Shufei is ingenious, this bed dress will definitely make the emperor happy."
Concubine Shu covered her mouth and smiled, "Sister has a sweet mouth, don't compliment me." This is to dedicate my heart to the emperor's longevity, I light the lamp and boil oil to learn this, otherwise I don't know what the embroidery looks like. β
Wan Qing was surprised, "The emperor's birthday is coming?" β
"Sister, don't be frightened, the emperor is the emperor's birthday in August, and there are still two months before now, which is enough for you to think about what to send. It's because I'm clumsy that I have to prepare so far in advance. β
Wan Qing said humbly, "Sister Shufei, don't say that, otherwise we people will not be able to get on the stage." β
The two talked for a while, and Wan Qing went out to accompany Wei Wan. Wei Wan was lively by nature, and when he saw a bird flying from the other side of the red wall, he shouted to chase it. The eunuchs hurriedly followed, and for a while, only Wan Qing and Yuan Xingying were left in the courtyard.
The two chatted, and unconsciously talked about the emperor's favor, Yuan Xingying sighed, "When the emperor came to visit the princess, I could see it, but what's the use, I have been pampered once in two months, and then there is no more." β
Wan Qing could see the sadness in Xingying's eyes, he was full of expectations when he entered the palace, and he also hoped to fantasize about grace when he saw the emperor, but in the end, there was not much that the emperor could remember.
"Don't worry, if you have the grace of that night, the emperor will summon you sooner or later."
Yuan Xingying shook her head silently, "Sister, don't comfort me, I know that the emperor will not be happy with me again." I really envy my sister, although she has not yet accepted her favor, but the emperor has been thinking about it. β
"If there is something missing, sooner or later I will be the forgotten one."
Speaking of this, Xingying became more and more sad and couldn't help herself, Wan Qing could only comfort a few more words, and when Wei Wan came back, she said goodbye.
As soon as I stepped out of Changchun Palace, I saw a flock of birds flying in the clear blue sky, flapping their wings, scrambling to be the first to fall behind.
Su Wanqing looked at the sky high and was stunned, when she first entered the palace, how naΓ―ve her thoughts were, thinking that she could charm the king by her own means. Now it seems that Yu Wenche is so cold, the harem concubines are just his pastime, he only loves his imperial power and the country.
"Little master, it's not too early, let's go back to the palace!"